Forced into a relationship

According to the plan, he should have rushed home as soon as possible to save his wife and daughter as a husband and father. However, even though he had everything ready, he was stuck in a traffic jam and was delayed for a long time, which led to the unexpected incident.

"What are you still doing?"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Jiang Baiqian urged him impatiently.

At the same time, Wang Shuai, who had been kicked several times, finally woke up in a daze. He struggled to get up, not understanding the situation for a moment. The only feeling he had was pain all over his body.

Han Zhou knew that Mo Yixia was acting like a victim who lost control of her emotions at the moment, and it was inconvenient for him to speak out to let this guy understand the seriousness of the matter, so he pretended to be angry and said, "Aunt Jiang, don't worry, I'm ready to call the police. These two guys can't get away with robbing a house."

Call...the police?

Hearing this word, Wang Shuai on the ground suddenly woke up, remembered what he had just done, and realized his current situation.

He is an actor. Even if he is just a supporting actor, he may become a star in the future. He must not have a criminal record in the police station.

He knew very well what the consequences of calling the police would be, so he quickly said, "No, no, no, please don't call the police. This is a misunderstanding, you absolutely misunderstood!"

Mo Mengcheng's expression darkened and he put the phone back into his pocket.

Of course Wang Shuai recognized that this was his employer, but since it concerned his future, he could not care less at the moment. Money can be earned again, but if reputation is lost, everything will be ruined. Besides, it was the other party who did not follow the script first. This pretty boy was not in the original script at all. Even if something went wrong, it should be the other party's responsibility.

So he begged Han Zhou not to call the police, and then explained the whole story in detail. What happened was almost exactly what Mo Yixia had guessed.

Although Jiang Baiqian was a little surprised after hearing this, she was not overly shocked, as if she had already expected it.

She just didn't expect her husband to be so ridiculous.

During this period, Mo Mengcheng remained silent, obviously knowing that there was no point in arguing.

As for what happened next, Han Zhou had no idea, because he was politely asked to leave the house by Jiang Baiqian. The latter obviously didn't want outsiders to laugh at her family, so she only told him that today's salary would be doubled.

Mo Yixia was also asked to leave the house at the same time. Jiang Baiqian was very self-aware and knew that it would be difficult for her to comfort her daughter, so she gave this task to Han Zhou. The extra salary was considered as accompanying fee, and she wanted to have a good talk with her husband alone.

But judging from her frosty expression, this conversation obviously wouldn't have any good results.

Even after leaving the house, Mo Yixia still maintained that tearful look. Han Zhou shook his head in his heart, thinking that this guy must want to laugh right now, but he still cooperated and pretended to comfort her. Both of them had not forgotten that the entire community was under surveillance, and they had to act at least until they left the community. This was their tacit understanding.

Walking out of the elevator, Han Zhou had a gentle expression, seemingly trying to comfort him softly, but in fact he was sighing: "Your acting is really good, didn't you find a book to teach yourself?"

Mo Yixia pretended to sob, but her tone was quite calm: "You don't need to learn this kind of thing, the technique is very simple, just think of something sad enough."

Han Zhou didn't respond.

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment, glanced at him, and asked, "Why don't you ask what the sad thing is?"

Han Zhou smiled but said nothing. How could he not know that this guy was just waiting for him to speak and then talk nonsense, so the best choice was to remain silent.

He changed the subject and said, "I never thought that one day I would be able to get paid to play with you. Could this be part of your plan? So, where do you want to go now?"

Mo Yixia didn't say anything.

"From what your mother said, it seems that you don't need to go back for lunch. How about I treat you to a meal? After all, I've eaten at your house many times before..."

According to experience, Mo Yixia would most likely say something stupid like "Don't mind it. Can it be called sponsorship if you don't care about the fans?", but to Han Zhou's surprise, this guy remained silent.

"This is a rare opportunity. Is there any place you want to go but haven't been to? I remember you sing very well. How about we go to KTV? Although it may not be fun for two people..."

Mo Yixia still said nothing and didn't even look at him.

"..."

Seeing this guy pretending to be deaf and dumb, Han Zhou had no choice but to surrender and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let me ask again, what sad thing are you thinking about?"

As expected, Mo Yixia was upset because of this. After hearing this, she said calmly, "Do you really want to know?"

If I answer that I don’t want to, will you keep silent again?

Is this guy a child?

Han Zhou sighed in his heart and said perfunctorily, "I miss you so much."

Mo Yixia said with satisfaction: "What I think is that if I really leave this time, you will definitely be heartbroken and have a hard time alone. I feel very sad when I think about this."

Han Zhou was stunned, thought seriously for a while, and said: "I am a little sad, but definitely not heartbroken... But why is it so hard?"

“Because rummaging through trash cans is just too tiring.”

"hehe."

Han Zhou knew he shouldn't respond to this guy.

It was a cloudy day today, and the weather was pretty good. The two of them walked out of the community, and no one mentioned anything about Mo Yixia's father.

"Han Zhou."

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the gate of the community, Mo Yixia glanced at him and suddenly said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"If you bring up topics like keeping a mistress and smell again, don't blame me for getting angry."

"There is nothing shameful about accepting the truth and knowing who you are. You don't have to dwell on it, but that's not what I'm talking about now."

"What is that?" Han Zhou looked at her.

"Do you remember what the question mark in our code means?"

"of course I remember."

Han Zhou said casually, "The question mark means that you have a question you want to ask me, but you can't say it out loud for various reasons, so you need me to think of the question and give the answer myself. It's really embarrassing."

Mo Yixia ignored his complaints and asked, "Then have you guessed what the question mark I asked before represents?"

Earlier in the study, she wrote three punctuation marks on the draft paper:

Commas, quotation marks, and question marks.

The combination of the three means asking for help, but the question mark itself has a specific meaning. She was very curious whether Han Zhou had guessed her problem at that time.

Han Zhou looked helpless: "It's not like I can't tell you now. You can just tell me yourself. Why do you want me to guess?"

"I do not want it."

Mo Yixia rolled her eyes at him and turned her head away, "Now is the time to truly test whether we are in sync."

"I do not want it."

Han Zhou was amused, imitated her tone and repeated it, and asked, "Are you acting like a spoiled child?"

Mo Yixia didn't answer but asked, "You haven't thought about my problem, have you?"

Facing her scrutinizing eyes, Han Zhou felt somewhat helpless and said hesitantly: "I have thought about it, but I don't know if it's right..."

"You say it."

"I'm sorry..."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? What are you thinking about?"

Han Zhou laughed dryly: "Anyway, it shouldn't be what you are thinking about now..."

"What's wrong with that? Go ahead."

"I am analyzing the context carefully. If I guess wrong, you are not allowed to laugh."

Han Zhou really didn't want to express his guess because he felt it was a bit embarrassing.

"I don't laugh."

At this moment, the two of them had already walked out of the community. Without surveillance, Mo Yixia suddenly took off her baseball cap and put it on Han Zhou's head. Then, she took off her mask, which was rare, revealing her delicate and moving face.

"You looked at me and said if I smiled, then I would allow you to do what you want to me."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he saw Mo Yixia taking off her mask and baseball cap, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

Mo Yixia is very beautiful, but this has nothing to do with beauty. He just suddenly felt that the distance between him and this girl seemed to be closer.

"Don't look at it. You can look at it later. Tell me, what do you think I wanted to ask you at that time?"

Han Zhou hesitated for a while: "It should be that one..."

Because he felt really embarrassed, he lowered his voice a bit.

"'Are you here to rescue me?'"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yixia suddenly froze in place, and even stopped lifting her hair.

"And your answer?" she asked.

"Of course it's 'yes'." Han Zhou looked distressed, "Didn't I do that?"

The air was quiet for a moment.

"puff."

After a long silence, the girl suddenly chuckled, raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at him with curved eyes.

She liked to see this guy's distressed expression.

Looking at the undisguised smile on the other person's face, Han Zhou sighed: "Didn't we agree not to laugh?"

"That's not meant to be a mockery."

Mo Yixia thought about it, reached out to help him straighten the brim of his hat, her movements were gentle, and the smile on her face became even bigger, "I'm just smiling because I feel happy."

She raised her eyes slightly and looked over the brim of her hat. An unknown bird leaped up from a branch in the distance and flew to an unknown place.

The wind suddenly blew on the street, slowly blowing away the thick clouds in the sky. The sun gradually appeared. The sunlight was unusually gentle, falling down strands by strands. The halo gradually expanded, and there was not much dryness.

"I'm talking about Han Zhou."

The cool breeze blew from far away, and the girl's waist-length hair was blown away. She lifted her hair and let it brush against Han Zhou's cheek as if mischievously, forcing the latter to close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the girl was standing quietly in the wind, smiling sweetly.

"I seem to believe it suddenly."

"We are in tune with each other."

I will make some changes, but I am not satisfied.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 107 It shouldn't be considered greedy

"It turns out that all these things about telepathy are fake."

In the taxi, Mo Yixia sighed softly, glanced at Han Zhou beside her, then turned her head to look out the window with a sad look in her eyes.